(wilkinson)Love is the liar that no one can blameEveryone knows how it feelsAll of us given to lose or to gainSo I won't question your reasons for keeping meKeeping me here now it's lateTaking your time, making sure of mineLooking for something to sayThat would further your nervous designWish I could tell you that I feel the sameAnd it's keeping me here now it's lateI believe you got to me and you know itI believe you won't let goI believe you got to meI know that you feel it tooGot to me, got to youLooking at you sitting looking at meFeeling the night slip awayTo the morning away to the dayLet it stay sleeping, nothing can keep meAway from you now that it's lateI believe you got to me and you know itI believe you won't let goI believe you got to me, can you show itIf you can then he has to knowI believe you got to meI know that you feel it tooGot to me, got to you